Lindsay Phillips - When the Spirit Dies Young

When the spirit dies young you become an opportunist
When the spirit dies young you find driftwood to cling to
Though you try and you try to find a meaning
In the soil, in the air that you've been breathing
In the eyes of those you know
There was love and now they're cast in stone
There's no meaning
When the spirit dies young

When the cavalry comes there is no place to run to
When the cavalry comes there is no one to turn to
Though you try and you try to find a meaning
In the dark gritty soil that you've been digging
In the eyes of those you know
There was love and now they're cast in stone
There's no meaning
When the spirit dies young

No you can't ignore
What you felt before
Who you are
Or where you have been

Written by:
Lindsay Phillips

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